When cold and terror grip our hearts,
And all seems lost in darkness:
Remember Light and sing her part,
The Age of Dawn doth harkens.

When sun shines red and skies go black,
And unearthed secrets frightened,
With song and sword win freedom back,
Our endings will be brightened.

Melody of Hope refrain;
Voice of Hammer and Oaken.
What once was lost is now regained,
And Midnight's hold doth weaken.

Let us not be ruled by fear,
Nor forbidden rites uncertain.
Remember the Dawn and hold it dear,
This side of Light's bright curtain.


Penned by my hand on Gosday, the 2nd of Chakros, in the year 22 AC.